This year I have spent the first year in Ireland commemoreting the Easter Irish Rising of 1916. It has been a great experience. During these days, It is when you realise that the Irish people are still alive, very alive. For instance, yesterday there was a fantastic demonstration among the main Dublin streets to commemorate the Easter Rising. A demonstrate and a meeting organized by the Irish men and women, it wasn't a military demonstration as the one we saw today, an army parade when just few years ago almost all of the Irish citizens where on the streets claiming for peace and against the armies.
The mesage yesterday was very clear, the business started during the 1916 rising are still not finished. Those Irish men and women who fighted and died for the full freedom of the island do not deserve this actual state of the country. In which equality is not in the goverment's agenda, in which poverty among young people is one of the biggest problems so far, in which we do not have a united Ireland yet, and I could go on and on...
The weekend before this one I went to the North of Ireland -I don't like using Northern Ireland, for me is the North of Ireland even if it belongs to the Brits- It was my third time to that land, in my opinion a land with fantastic people. I went to Belfast again, to Derry and to the Giants Causeway route as well. I had a great time, mainly because what I like more is talking to the people, and the Catholic people from the North are georgous (Even though i am not religious at all). Talking to some of them, they were complaining themselves regarding the people from the South, mostly they feel they don't get too many help from the South, although just few weeks ago there was a report stating that 75% of the republic citizens want a united Ireland.
It is sad, in my opinion, always in life when you see something you don't like, you see a problem, and you continue with your arms crossed, you are part of the problem.
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